All language subtitles for Mademoiselle.1966.1080p.BluRay.x264-ORBS.SDH

(Whirring)

(Creaking)

(♪ Singing in French)

(Bird chirping)

(♪ Singing continues)

(insect buzzing)

(Branch snaps)

It's a fine day.

Yes.

On a young girl, we
call it bride's blossoms.

But now that branch
will never bear apples.

Mm.

(♪ Singing in French)

In nomine Patris et
Fillii et Spiritus Sancti.

Amen.

(♪ Singing continues)

They all turned out to
processions in the old days.

Half of them were unbelievers.

They stay in their homes cos
they're scared to leave 'em.

The trouble is, there's too
many foreigners around.

They even had one of them
carry the Holy Virgin today.

You're right.

The other day, some
swine set fire to the place.

The police are useless.

They can't do anything until
they catch him red-handed.

Ah.

(Chickens clucking)

(Pigs squealing, goats bleating)

(Horses whinnying)

(Cows mooing)

(Dog barking)

(Animal noises continuing)

(Church bells ringing)

(Indistinct chattering)

(Chattering grows louder)

(Child) Come on!

Go on.

Go on! Shoo!

(♪ Priest singing in French)

(Animal noises)

(In Italian) Wait! I'll get you!

There, there...

Get up!

Papa!

Papa!

(Manou) Come on, come on.

Get out.

Come on. Come. Up! Up!

Come.

(Dog barking)

I was scared for you, Papa.

Hey, good job.

Mademoiselle.

Mademoiselle.

Who gave the alarm?

- I don't know.
- Two fires in three weeks.

And now this flood.

- Must be the same man, a madman.
- Maybe.

You turn up when it's over.

- We're doing our best.
- It's gone too far.

Once I can understand,
but three and four times!

It's your job to stop them.

- Where did the flood start?
- Somebody opened the gate up there.

Let's go.

We need your help, if you
don't mind, Mademoiselle.

Of course.

Don't worry, this time we'll get him.

You have the key of the town hall?

(Animal noises continue)

(In Italian) I'm tired.

I'm going to bed.

- Bye.
- Bye.

- Bye, Bruno.
- Bye.

I forgot the Virgin Mary in the fields.

I'll have to look for it.

Let the priest do it. It's his job.

"The stable was" how... "flooded"?

Uh... "deliberately flooded".

- (Door opens)
- Ah, yes, of course.

(Door closes)

I don't know! It defeats me.

You all beat about the bush.

At this rate, we'll lose all the
farms before you get started.

I can't act on supposition.

All we can do is
continue our investigation.

Didn't you find anything
down by the sluice?

Not a thing. I looked everywhere.

He's no fool, whoever he is.

Everyone says it's the Italian.

They're sure of it.

Because they want to
be. And you know why.

They can smell him on their wives.

Manou's got no motive.

Maniacs like that don't need a motive.

Their one idea is to destroy.

No, it can't be him. He couldn't do that.

- Why not?
- His eyes. They're so blue.

- (In Italian) Bring me some hot water.
- (Bruno) Yes.

Come on! Come on! Faster!

It's burning hot!

(Knock on door)

(Brigadier) Evening!

Good evening.

You're pretty strong.

Just average.

I need to ask your son a few questions.

Where were you during the procession?

Come on now. Where were you?

Nowhere.

- That's not an answer. Tell the truth.
- I have already told you, nowhere.

Don't be like that.

Just tell us where you were.

(Manou) It's not him. You know that.

He doesn't have to ask
anybody where he goes,

so leave him alone and
get the hell out of here!

No need to get excited.

- Come on, now tell us where you were.
- You heard me.

Get the hell out of here.

(In Italian) Where were you?

Don't forget, we're foreigners.

If something happens, they'll blame us.

Because they're cowards,
and they're scared to death.

Why are you wearing my pants?

Take them off.

I told you not to wear them.

It belongs to a girl!

(Laughs)

(♪ Sings in Italian)

(Mademoiselle) The
water flows into the bath

at the rate of one litre per second.

The bath empties at
the rate of one litre...

per four seconds.

The bath contains...

Bruno, go and stand in the corner.

The bath holds 200 litres.

Bruno, have you gone deaf?

- I haven't done anything.
- Don't answer back.

- What have I done?
- How many times do I have to tell you?

You look ridiculous
with those short pants.

Those filthy knees are not decent.

- Can't your father get you long trousers?
- (Children laughing)

If the plug isn't in the bath,

how long does it take to fill?

Now, remember, the
water flows into the bath

- at the rate of one litre per...
- (Man outside) Mademoiselle!

Mademoiselle!

That's the lot now, Mademoiselle.

Thank you.

Close your books. Class dismissed.

(Children shouting)

She always picks on you.

- She wants to keep you after school.
- Leave me alone.

Don't let her get away with it.

(Mademoiselle) Bruno!

Go stand against that tree.

Stay there until the break is over.

Face the tree, hands behind your back.

(Shouting resumes)

- (In Italian) Finished?
- Yes.

I've had enough.

Let's go! Hurry up!

Come on. Carry me up
the mountain on your back.

(Groans) Oh!

- You'd rather spend all day in bed.
- And you all night.

At least one bed's enough for me.

Hey!

Morning!

Aren't there trees in Italy?

(Laughing)

"Soon..."

"We shall be..."

"Engulfed..."

"In frozen..."

"Gloom."

"Farewell, farewell,
bright warmth of summer."

- (In Italian) Hi.
- Hi, beautiful.

(Man) What are you rolling
about there for, you silly thing?

- Get up!
- (Manou laughing)

Go on!

- Oh, leave me alone!
- Get inside!

- (Manou continues laughing)
- You're always sticking around out here.

Who told you to move?

(Birdsong)

Poor thing. She has a sad life.

Huh? What do you mean?

You know what I mean.

Chastity can be a source of virtue, too.

Of virtue or of suffering.

- Some are called.
- To what?

To a life of suffering.

You seem to forget that I make your bed.

In nomine Patris et Fillii
et Spiritus Sancti. Amen.

- I offered up a prayer for the victims.
- What victims?

Of the flood and the fires.

You would have done
better to pray for the criminal

and the state of his soul.

(Bird cooing)

(Clattering)

(Dog barking)

(Cat screeching)

(Bird coos)

(Dog barking)

(Man) Fire!

Fire!

Wake up!

(Indistinct shouting)

Fire!

Fire!

(Indistinct shouting)

(Shouting intensifies)

(Pigs squealing)

(Cows mooing)

Mademoiselle, you should go
home. This is no place for you.

But I want to help. Please let me.

Get back!

This is no place for kids. Go away!

Be off!

Quick! Quick!

Take this!

(Siren wailing)

Help!

Come on!

Whoa! Come on!

(Dog barking)

You got quite a kick
out of it, didn't you?

- What do you mean?
- Playing the hero.

He loves to come and
stick his nose in. (Laughs)

Just so that you can show
off in front of the women.

- Anybody know where it started?
- Over there, in the barn.

You ask that filthy Italian.

This is not the moment
to start bickering.

Look around, see what you can find.

(Whistles)

(In Italian) What's happening?

- Another fire.
- Ah.

- Did they find anything?
- No, nothing.

Then I can guess who they all suspect.

So can I.

Where's Bruno?

Why isn't he here yet?

Perhaps he's found a girl.

Hmm.

- I'm going to bed.
- Stay a while. Have a drink.

Hmm.

I'm beginning to get worried.

- I'd better look for him.
- No, wait a moment.

He'll come back.

You're right.

I think it's best to leave.

No, I want to stay.

Soon they'll realise they were wrong.

Now that Bruno's found
somebody to help him,

this Mademoiselle.

He needs to settle
somewhere, and so do I.

In a place like this, you'll always
be in trouble with the women.

It's not my fault.

They always get the best of me.

If they even look at me, I can't resist.

Mm-hmm.

That's why the men hate you.

She was the only one who could stop me.

Now she's dead...

and you're starting over again.

(Door opens)

Where were you?

Come here.

(Woman 1) Was
anything left after the fire?

(Woman 2) Almost nothing. A
few bits of furniture, that's all.

It was wonderful, though, what he did.

Did you see him when he
jumped from the window?

(Woman 1) You're not
going to get him, you know.

The police are going to arrest him.

Do you really think it's him?

- I hope so.
- Why?

He makes me shiver.

Get out of there!

Get out! Get out of there!

Is that what your girls like?

- I don't know where she's got to.
- Yeah, I can tell you what she's doing.

Gone with that Italian.

- That's a dirty lie.
- Oh!

Wrecking it all! Who's gonna pay
for it? That's what I'd like to know.

He's taking forever.

- Are you scared?
- No, I've done nothing!

- What'd he give you?
- Four Pater Nosters, four Hail Marys.

What about you?

Double that. He's in a bad mood.

You'll certainly catch it.

- You don't have to tell me.
- He's convinced it's Manou.

Well, the first fire
wasn't him. I know that.

(Gasps)

God's house is not
a place for chattering!

Say your prayers or go home.

Who's next?

Well... found anything yet?

The investigation is still going on.

Investigation! (Laughs)

You had a look up in the forest?

- Where do you mean?
- Where the Italian works.

(In Italian) Hey, what happened?

- Is it bad?
- What happened?

It's nothing. I almost lost my hand.

Hey!

What are you doing
wearing your father's pants?

He wants to take my place.

Bruno... Where were you last night?

- Where'd you go?
- To the fire.

And before the fire?

When I came home
earlier, you weren't there.

Where were you before the fire?

Watch what you're doing, understand?

(Bird chirping)

Morning.

Hello.

How's it going?

All right.

Nice job you have, I must say.

You go where you please. One
week here, another week there.

We don't like moving from place to place.

Pity.

(In Italian) When are you
going to stop acting like an idiot?

Go away!

Things have been going on around town.

- Nothing new to you, of course.
- That's right.

You know, they're not bad people here.

That is, when things are normal.

But now, they're worried.
They might turn nasty.

We've done nothing.

I'm not accusing you, not at all.

- But they all say that you...
- Who are "they"?

Nobody in particular, but
there is something in the air.

- Will Mademoiselle be waiting for us?
- Yes, and we're late.

In Paris, she'd be nobody.
Here, they treat her like a goddess.

- What?
- A goddess!

- There aren't any in Paris.
- That's what I said.

And the kids say nothing?

Nothing.

They must talk about it all the time.

Not to me.

But between themselves.

They just repeat what they hear at home.

Like what?

Oh, rubbish. That's all.

We're going round in circles.

Six disasters,

and the same name
crops up every time, Manou.

But never any proof.

And on three occasions a solid alibi.

What's more, each
time he helped everyone.

Just to put us off the scent.

He risked his life, all the same.

Are you feeling tired, Mademoiselle?

No, it's nothing.

The children are on their
own. I must go there in a minute.

Leave her, it's not her.

I know who it is, it's Mademoiselle.

How do you know?

Cos she smokes. I've seen her.

What's the matter with you?

You're going to sit around till
they burn the whole village down?

Uh, uh, uh! Look... his boy.

Late for school, huh?

If he goes...

He must go, Mademoiselle,
it's the only way out.

But...

he risked his life in the fire.

He did more than anyone.

He was amazing.

In fact... the fire seemed
as if it was made for him.

If he stays, he'll be in
danger, Mademoiselle.

No, it's we who'd be in danger.

If you go on persecuting him,

you may find you're up against
someone you don't recognise,

a different Manou, a man
who will fight, fight back.

I must go now.

The children are waiting for me.

She's lived on her own too long.

She gets carried away.

When she talks like that,

she's almost beautiful.

(Dog barking)

You were late. Why?

Answer me.

Well? Have you nothing to say?

I had to take my father's dinner to him.

And that's the way you come to school,

looking like a gypsy?

Those ridiculous trousers,
tied up with a bit of string,

- grass in your pocket.
- (Children laughing)

Go into the yard. Go on.

And don't come back
until you look respectable.

Get out.

Get out, I said!

Don't come near me.

Go around.

I'm going. I'm going for good.

I'll never see you
again... ever! And I'm glad.

(In Italian) You disgust me!

Dirty whore!

I hate you!

(Crying)

(Bicycle bell dings)

(Cow mooing)

(Birdsong)

(Man) Hey!

Mademoiselle!

You shouldn't be going up there!

(Mademoiselle) Why not?

(Man) It takes you to the woods,

and the wolf is in the woods.

(Laughs)

(Mooing)

(Manou) Good evening, Mademoiselle.

Good evening.

My son's been giving you trouble.

I'm sorry.

He's late for school, I know.

It's because he helps me.

Ever since his mother died,

we've never stayed in
the same place too long.

That's why it's so
difficult for him to learn.

But I want Bruno to learn,

to get his certificate.

(In Italian) The little whore!

(In English) I found
her today in the sun.

She's nice.

Look.

Are you frightened?

You shouldn't be.

She's harmless.

Touch her.

It's really the first time
we've met, Mademoiselle.

Met and spoken.

Yes, I know.

But I saw you sleep in the woods.

Do you often sleep in
the woods, Mademoiselle?

(Mademoiselle) In the woods?

(Wood chopping)

(Creaking)

TOBACCO SHOP

Thank you.

(Mademoiselle) Good morning.

Ah, good morning, Mademoiselle.

Some coffee.

Ground, please.

Who's that boy?

Ah, he's the son of one of the Italians.

- What Italians?
- Woodcutters.

They come every year about
this time to work in the forest.

Don't you remember them from last year?

No. Must've been just before I arrived.

(Chainsaws buzzing in distance)

(Wood chopping)

(Creaking)

(In Italian) Manou!
Come here, you lazy bum!

(Laughing)

Come on. Get back to work.

You lazy bum!

Manou!

Manou! Look, a girl!

(Laughing)

(Sobbing)

(Chainsaws buzzing in distance)

Why haven't you been coming to school?

You're the only one, you know.

All the other children come.

I don't belong here.

School is compulsory, you know?

You must come.

Tomorrow morning.

No, no.

D-Y-I-N-G.

The verb is D-I-E,

but the participle is D-Y-I-N-G.

All right?

It's too hard. I just can't.

There's no such word as "can't".

What's the matter?

(Sharply) Nothing!

(Woman) Manou!

Manou!

(Bruno) He's not here.

(Woman) I wanted to ask about my machine.

My sewing machine.

(Bruno) What's wrong? Isn't your
husband strong enough to see to it?

(Woman) Agh! If I told
your father of you, you...

(Bruno) Come back tonight.

By then he'll be through with Vivotte.

Manou!

Here!

Don't you like me as much today?

(Chirping)

(Birdsong)

(Cuckoo calls)

(♪ Whistling)

(Gasps)

(Dog barking)

(People shouting, dog barking)

- When did you first see it?
- I didn't see it, I smelt it.

But before, I thought I
heard somebody whistling.

What about the man
who sleeps in the barn?

He looks marvellous, and he's mine.

Yours and everybody else's.

- Well?
- He's dead.

Too late to get him out.

Idiot!

Look out.

(In Italian) Let's go home.

This is no place for you, Mademoiselle.

They're going to bring the body out.

It won't be a pretty sight.

(Mademoiselle) The
Dauphin had three marshals:

La Hire, La Tremouille
and Gilles de Rais.

Who knows about Gilles de Rais?

No one?

Then I will tell you.

Gilles de Rais was a wicked man.

A very wicked man.

Cruel.

When the war was over,

he came back to live
in his fortress in Brittany.

He would send his servants
into the country to kidnap children

and lock them up in his dungeons.

And when he felt like it,

he'd choose one...

and hang him up alive over a brazier...

and watch him burn slowly to death.

At other times, he would go out at night

and set fire to people's homes
and farms while they were asleep.

Set fire to whole forests...

and from high on his tower,

he would watch the
farms and forests blaze.

All knew, but no one accused him.

No one dared.

Bruno, who was the queen at that time?

Of course you don't know.

You never know. Come here.

Look at your knees, they're filthy.

Take off your shoes. Look
at your feet, they're filthy, too.

You're disgusting. Go
and stand in the corner.

The queen was Lady Isabella of Bavaria,

a shameless strumpet of a queen,

her lice-ridden body
bedecked with gold and pearls.

They were all disgusting:

Gilles De Rais, Charles
VI, and Lady Isabella.

But at the same time,

there lived an innocent girl...

a warrior and a saint...

who burned in fire but who lives forever:

Jeanne d'Arc.

(Bird chirping)

Oh. Good evening, Mademoiselle.

Good evening.

Goodbye, Mademoiselle.

(Boy) Is Benares on the sea?

No, it's on the Ganges.

It's arsenic. No doubt about it.

- Everybody here has it.
- It's not the same thing.

That's arsenic salt, and it would take a

great deal of that to
kill all those animals.

No, this is the anhydride, white arsenic.

A few grains would be enough.

But nobody ever keeps that at home.

- Manou must've stolen it.
- There's no proof...

They all say it's
him, they're sure of it.

This time they're really wild.

Perhaps tomorrow at mass, a sermon
against violence might be helpful.

And who do you think
will be there to hear it?

Oh...

He's made fools of both of you.

Whose side are you on? His or ours?

Better ask the sergeant.

Are you scared of him? Is that it?

You heard what the vet
said. Where's the evidence?

It's staring you in the face.

Everybody knows but you.

So, what are you going to do about it?

Well?

We're wasting our time here. Come on.

(Chainsaw buzzing)

(In Italian) Enough! Bye!

(♪ Whistling)

- Bye!
- Bye!

(♪ Whistling)

(Birds squawking)

- They won't arrest him.
- Hmm.

- Be too scared.
- Yeah.

Then let's get going.

We can't do anything, we've no right.

No right? What about our animals?

Come on.

What if he's got a gun?

No, René's right.

We'll go get ours.

You'll regret it.

I won't.

(Birds chirping)

(Manou laughing)

(Clattering)

(Dogs growling, barking)

(Glass breaking)

(Laughing)

(Fabric tears)

(Bird coos)

Where's he been working
these last few days?

Same place in the forest.

Maybe he's still up there.

His kid must be somewhere
around. He'd know.

Once we get him, I'll soon
make that little bastard talk.

(Bird chirping)

(Animal noises in distance)

(Strikes match)

(Moans)

(Thunder rumbling)

(Thunder rumbling)

(Boy) I found him!

- I found him! Bruno's here in the shed.
- (Dog barking)

- What are you doing in there?
- Where's your father?

- Come on!
- You'd bloody well better tell us.

- What's going on here?
- It's the kid here.

You know where he is.

Come along with me.

(Dog barking)

(Indistinct shouting, barking)

Seen anything yet?

Further over!

(Shouting continues)

(Whistles)

(Continues whistling)

(Higher-pitched whistle)

(Bird cooing)

(Thunder rumbles)

(Thunder rumbles)

(Animal noises)

(Thunderclap)

(Dog barks)

Soaked through! This bloody rain!

We've got to keep going.

We'll find him.

Bloody rain!

All I want is to get my hands on him.

I want to be the first!

No luck, Sergeant. We
only found his friend.

(In Italian) Antonio! What happened?

Nothing.

Somebody got there before us.

We'd better get him to a doctor.

Yes.

You take the kid
home... and stay with him.

OK.

- No!
- It's better for him to go.

Perhaps you're right.

(In Italian) Go on. I'll wait for
the doctor, and then I'll come, too.

Go.

- What are they going do to us?
- Nothing.

I'll stay with you until
your father gets back.

- It's not my father.
- How do you know?

I swear it.

You know who it is, then?

(Thunder rumbles)

Huh?

No.

Your mother?

- What were you doing in that wood shed?
- Nothing.

Better rest a bit.

Try to sleep.

We'll find your father.

Nothing will happen to him.

No?

(imitating animal noises)

(Laughs)

I'm leaving tomorrow. With Bruno.

(Bicycle approaching)

(Cockerel crows)

I've had enough. I'm going home.

Ah!

- Come! Come... and look. It can't be.
- What?

Isn't that Mademoiselle?

- Yes, it is.
- Mademoiselle.

Hey, look here. It's Mademoiselle.

Oh, dear!

Oh!

- It's all right, Mademoiselle.
- Mademoiselle, we'll take you home.

- That's his doing, too.
- No doubt about it.

(Cockerel crows)

Mademoiselle.

Mademoiselle, it was him?

(Sharply) Yes!

You heard, it was him!

It was Manou.

Manou! It was Manou!

(Indistinct shouting continues)

(Dog barking)

(Cockerel crows)

(Bird chirping)

(Crow cawing)

(Dog whining)

(Grunting)

(Bird cooing)

(Indistinct shouting in distance)

Morning! How are you?

Morning! Fine and you?

Just fine.

No, we've no news.

We've checked everywhere.

We're gonna stop the
inquiry. It's a waste of time.

I know he'd never go off just
like that and leave his son.

I've told you, there's no
trace of him anywhere.

- He's disappeared.
- I don't believe you.

You are all lying.

You know something.

We know only one thing...

since he went away,
the trouble's stopped.

(Man) Mademoiselle!

The car's on its way.

Thank you very much.

(Teacher) All together,

recite your five times table quietly now.

Begin.

(Children) Once five is five.

Two fives are ten.

Three fives are fifteen.

- Four fives are twenty.
- (Cow mooing)

- Five times are twenty-five.
- Well... it's pretty quiet now.

(Children continue
reciting five times table)

Huh!

Idiot!

(In Italian) We'll walk to the main road.

It's only two kilometres.

There's a bus at 7:00.

We'll find work elsewhere.

You'll see, everything will be all right.

I know.

There's nothing else to do.

(Cheering)

(Indistinct shouting)

Let's go.

(Children) One six is six.

Two sixes are twelve.

Three sixes are eighteen.

Four sixes are twenty-four.

Five sixes are thirty.

Six sixes are thirty-six.

Seven sixes are forty-two.